Odin (Father of Runes)

One eye watching the turning of worlds

Silent steps through ash and gold

He drank from the well of memory

Paid in flesh for what he’d know

Nine long nights on the wind-bit tree

No breath, no bread, no sound

Pain became the key to speech

As the runes fell to the ground

Wisdom cuts deeper than any blade

Fate is carved, not prayed away

Odin, wanderer crowned in loss

Odin, breaker of the cost

Huginn ok Muninn fljúga hverjan dag

Thought and memory show the way

Odin, father of war and word

Your name still burns, your oath unheard

Spear that never turns aside

Gungnir sings when oaths are sworn

Wolves at heel in quiet hunger

Storm-born god of truth and war

Poets drink from stolen fire

Songs are paid in blood and breath

Every verse a wound that opens

Every line a pact with death

Odin, wanderer crowned in loss

Odin, breaker of the cost

Huginn ok Muninn fljúga hverjan dag

Through the dark they guide your gaze

Odin, father of war and word

Your name still burns, your oath unheard

Valhǫll bíður fallna menn

(hall waits for fallen men)

Steel and song until the end

Óðinn á oss alla

(Odin owns us all)

Till the wolf breaks fate’s command

Not a god of mercy

Not a god of peace

But in the price of knowing

You hear humanity

Odin, carved in scar and lore

Odin, oath and open war

Rúnar reist með blóði ok sár

(runes carved with blood and wound)

Truth is born where pain endures

Odin, when the world shall fall

Your story outlives gods and all